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Amid the crowd's praises, Zhang Yunqing's face almost froze from smiling.

But fortunately it didn't last long.

"Dong!" Along with the sound of bells, a loud singing voice suddenly came.

"The party begins!"

Everyone sighed and lamented while returning to the hall in groups of two or three.

"It was not easy for His Highness the Third Prince to be conferred the title of Spirit Demon King this time!"

"Yeah, my mood is so up and down, my back is sweaty."

After saying hello to Hua Niang and Zhang Yunqing, Lan Xiangzi left with the guards behind him.

The little fox was jumping and running in front, and a group of guards were chasing behind. It was funny no matter how you looked at it.

Zhang Yunqing laughed, then returned to the main hall with Hua Niang and Wu Lingyun.

As she walked along the road, she was still sighing, "I didn't expect that the Demon King is a realm, while the Spirit Demon King is just a title."

Hua Niang glanced at her and suddenly raised her hand and placed it on her shoulder. "Xiao Yunqing, the mark on the fox cub's forehead was your work, right?"

Zhang Yunqing blinked, "What do you think?"

Hua Niang couldn't help laughing, "Little guy."

"What do you think of the healing technique it used today? Isn't it powerful?" Zhang Yunqing raised an eyebrow at her: "If you are willing to take me as your master, I will definitely teach you everything I have learned in my life!"

Hua Niang loosened her hand, pushed her away, and shook her head nonchalantly, "Those things of yours are useless to me."

Zhang Yunqing leaned forward again: "How do you know it doesn't work if you don't try it?"

Hua Niang lowered her eyes and looked at her: "If you want to impart abilities, at least you can impart them to living things, right?"

Zhang Yunqing thought about it and said, "That's for sure."

Hua Niang spread her hands calmly, "That's it."

"Ah?" Zhang Yunqing was stunned for a moment, "What does this mean?"

"Figure it out yourself!" Hua Niang took two or three steps and entered the hall, no longer paying attention to her plan.

Wu Lingyun, who was standing next to her, hurriedly chased after her and asked something. Hua Niang just smiled and didn't answer.

But Zhang Yunqing suddenly remembered that when she fought with Hun Dun in front of the Dao Yun Pillar, she tried to heal Hua Niang, but found that her skills could not target her at all.

The targets that cannot be targeted by the Rejuvenation Spell, apart from inanimate objects such as stones and magical tools, are various plants.

But from what Hua Niang said just now, it seemed as if she was saying that she was not a living thing.

Although, isn't she quite lively?

Zhang Yunqing also sat down at the table leisurely, and Wu Lingyun beside him also looked like he was worried.

However, not long after they sat down, many spirit monsters from various tribes came over to chat.

Although I don't know Hua Niang's identity, I will respectfully call her senior. She must be a big shot, otherwise how could she sit in the first seat on the right?

The person next to her must be her young husband, right?

You have to call me senior.

As for the Third Prince’s master, he should be called Senior!

Unlike the noisy hall, Lan Xiangzi had just changed into an off-white robe with a red jade hanging around his waist. He was about to step out of the door when suddenly a figure blocked his way.

"Queen Mother?" It took a step back, feeling confused and a little guilty.

The Spirit Demon King glanced at it indifferently, then stepped into the door, and the door closed quietly behind him.

Lan Xiangzi couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The Spirit Demon Queen's face was slightly serious. She said calmly: "Why did you have a demon in your heart today?"

Lan Xiangzi blushed immediately and said reluctantly in a low voice: "Nothing..."

"Hmph!" The Spirit Demon King snorted coldly, and the pressure around him was suddenly released, instantly forcing Lan Xiangzi to kneel on the ground.

"Hiss!" Lan Xiangzi rubbed his knees and looked up at her unwillingly. When he saw the slightly cold gaze of the Spirit Demon Emperor, he wisely shut up.

"We, the demon race, are born to admire the strong, and we always have an irresistible admiration for powerful people, so I don't find it strange that you like Madam Hua, but she is not the same kind of person as you. You'd better control your mind and think less about unnecessary things!" The Spirit Demon King said in a stern tone.

Lan Xiangzi gritted his teeth and straightened his back: "Is it wrong to like someone? If Wu Lingyun can like someone, why can't I?"

"Huh?" A puff of white smoke suddenly emerged from the head of the Spirit Demon King. "If Madam Hua likes you, I would naturally not waste my words with you here, but Madam Hua already has someone in her heart, and Wu Lingyun is the one she has chosen. Why are you still interfering?"

Lan Xiangzi suddenly lowered his brows, like an eggplant hit by frost, and said nothing.

The Spirit Demon King took a deep breath and softened his tone: "Recover your mind as soon as possible, and don't fall deeper and deeper into the path of letting your inner demons breed."

Lan Xiangzi turned his head away and said, "I won't have any inner demons. Today's incident was entirely due to the Divine Phoenix Formation."

When Lan Xiangzi couldn't see him, the Spirit Demon King bit his back teeth hard and said, "Nothing in the world is absolute, but Lady Hua will never like you. Think about it carefully!"

After the Spirit Demon King said this, he prepared to turn around and leave.

Lan Xiangzi took one look and immediately grabbed her skirt: "Mother Queen, I have a problem!"

The Spirit Demon King glanced at him and said, "You do have a problem! Stand up and speak."

Lan Xiangzi grabbed her clothes and stood up: "Do you know who Hua Niang is? I can't feel any life in her. She seems... not to belong to any known race."

The Spirit Demon King lowered his eyes: "Why are you asking this?"

Lan Xiangzi curled her lips and said reluctantly: "I just want to help her, nothing else."

The Spirit Demon King retracted his gaze and sighed: "Madam Hua is now a 'vessel', so you naturally cannot feel her anger. After all, she is no longer a living thing..."

"Ah?" Lan Xiangzi was surprised: "Then...then..."

"Well, well, well." The Spirit Demon King impatiently pulled back the corner of his clothes from his hand: "She is living a more comfortable life than you now, is there any need for you to worry about her? It is better to put your mind in the right place than anything else."

Lan Xiangzi frowned and stopped talking.

The Spirit Demon King glanced at him and suddenly asked, "What is the identity of your master?"

Lan Xiangzi came back to his senses and scratched his head: "Just... a disciple of the Shenxiao Sect."

The Spirit Demon King looked at him speechlessly: "Lan Xiangzi, you have really become more capable..."

After saying that, he sighed and walked away.

Lan Xiangzi curled his lips helplessly and leaned lazily against the door frame, not knowing what he was thinking about. After a while, he also left.

"The Spirit Demon King has arrived!"

Inside the hall, accompanied by loud singing, the Spirit Demon King slowly walked over.

"Greetings to the Spirit Demon King!" Everyone in the hall stood up and bowed.

The Spirit Demon King walked through the crowd of worshippers and sat at the head of the table. "Today, everyone who has come from afar is a guest. There is no need to be polite."